high In the name of the streets Dub C, The 'Ghetto Heisman' In the name of the streets Swangin' through a hood near you In the name of the streets
It's in every one of us To be wise Find your heart Open up both your eyes We can all know everything Without ever knowing why It's in every one of us
There's a hole in the bottom of the sea There's a hole in the bottom of the sea There's a hole There's a hole There's a hole in the bottom of the sea
WALK UP ELMWOOD STREET AGAIN [Chorus:] THERE'S A SLAG, THERE'S A TROLLOP UP ELMWOOD STREET A MAN'S NOT SAFE TO WALK UP THERE ALONE A DIRTY BAG, THERE'S A TROLLOP UP ELMWOOD STREET
way in the world that you can deny my method As my record rotates,my words get more impressive I'm an M.C., Evil's my Dj on Sire Records not M.C.A. C
real (WHAT?) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) What the fuck you want from a nigga? (c'mon) Chorus (w/ minor variations) [DMX] Aiyyo
sell hits, like porno-flicks do chicks The 666 cut W.I.C. like Newt Gingrich sucks dicks Meanwhile, the government brings Star Wars From glocks to glockers C
even thought of The city's under siege nigga dont get caught up Im a 4th ave lake street ridin ass nigga Still a ? superior executioner Da bomb M-i-d-w
' feel me regardless Might break a promise but never breaking the code Some get popped and call for they mamma, when the drama unfolds My block, hot as a sauna, n**** w*** u* a** j*** C
way you're movin' Got me in a trance DJ turn me up Ladies this yo jam I'ma sip Moscato, and you 'gon lose dem pants Then i'ma throw this money, w hile
It's the Diggy Diggy Doc, y'all, pumpin' it yes, y'all D.O.C. on the system, we kick it fresh y'all Lettin the bass thump on and strong and hard for PPP
a +Guiding Light+ (hey) No more of that sittin mayne (c'mon) sittin and waitin and thinkin somebody comin to take me up off them streets But now I know
And these niggaz keep buying dranks Flip scrips put my body on your lips Get it closer to the tip and shake that shit C H I to the C A, G O, if you
em Now they all feeling me, sipping on Henny wit an O and a gram! [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Shawnna] C-H-I to the C-A, G-O If you ain't been, don'
to the ounce, we was bumpin Spoonie Gee Or Grandmaster Flash, Sugarhill to me In 1982 we had fun in the streets All they played was Too $hort, and Run-D.M.C
like shit And there he goes and a trick pose and a throw back Holdin' a gat ain't gonna bust and know that It's a dub (W) S C thang dub C brain And we
[Dr. Dre] The streets is talkin' Sayin Dre done changed And he aint been to the hood, well how the fuck i find game? I studied this rap shit, still a
